A Story #2

 Something just hit me.

You'll realize how immature you are until you've done crying.

You'll realize how much damage you've caused until you regret it.

You'll realize how stupid you are until the pain bit you back.

You want to apologize but you can't.

It makes you feel so bad.

You hurt people and eventually, the one you loved.

After all of that, you realize that you actually hurt yourself.

You put a knife to your own throat.

And yes, I'm talking about me.

I am so immature, self-centered prick, stupid, reckless, never-think-about-the-consequenses bastard, ect.

I'm so sorry.

I love you.